Forensic Poison Concubine

Then he saw the water mist in the small mouth.

The servants in the kitchen were stunned when they saw the strange play of the princess. They thought Jun Zilin was stupid again. How could the princess play chicken intestines? Unfortunately, Jun Zilin didn't even give them a look. She took Chicken Intestines and went back to the house.

After Xiaodie's exploration, Jun Zilin tells her how to use chicken intestines, and asks her to spray the water from the porcelain cup on the large leaves where Fu lingcui collects dew, but not to drink it into her mouth, otherwise she will die.

At this moment, Xiao die also knew what miss was doing. She was flustered for a moment, and could not help persuading her, "Miss, now that the Lord is still ill, don't worry any more?"

Jun Zilin patted her shoulder and gave her a confident look.

Little butterfly had no choice but to go.

Do all this time, the sky has been gradually dark, Jun Zi Lin stretched a stretch, see chase soul has not come back, she decided to go to see Zhou Jin, see this Ya's exactly to pretend to when.

In the yard, Jun Zilin found that there was no one here.

As usual, waiters will stand outside, but it's quiet tonight.

Compared with the noisy day, the night is quite quiet.

Jun Zilin breathed, then went to the dining room, thinking about how to communicate with Zhou Jin after dinner. Anyway, we can't ask him why he pretended to be poisoned. But what can I ask?

You can't thank him for drinking that poisonous cup of tea for you, can you?

In fact, Jun Zilin was very grateful and moved. But she can't say, said after Zhou Jin this guy will be arrogant, can't point to a happy pressure on her to eat tofu.

Bear it.

Jun Zi Lin coughs lightly. After she feels a stabbing pain like a crack in her throat, she dares not to act rashly any more, and then enters the dining room.

Sure enough, she was the only one in the dining room, and the table was full of food. All the servant girls came from outside the hospital to wait in the room, and the room was full.

Waved a hand, Jun Zi Lin motioned them to all retreat, oneself can't use so many people to wait on.

And some of them are from the prime minister's office.

She always felt like she was being watched by these people.

But these people, just like they didn't see her, let one of the mothers do the work on her behalf. She picked up chopsticks, clamped every dish on the table, and put it into her mouth to try.

After eating, feel nothing, these talents together to Jun Zi Lin line a gift, "Niang Niang please have dinner, the slaves leave."

Jun Zilin felt like the emperor's general treatment, watching these servants quickly out of the door, and finally only himself. She couldn't help shaking her head. It seemed that Fu Baixiu had a lot of wisdom. She knew that someone had come to test the poison.

There was Zhou Jin's poisoning. It seems that we have to abide by the rules when we stay in Baoqin hospital. If you don't obey the rules, Fu will send someone to teach you.

She fills the dishes on the table with peace of mind. Jun Zilin thinks while eating.

When the food was almost finished, he decided to take two to Zhou Jin.

After picking up two kinds of dishes, she brought them to her bedroom in person, thinking that maybe Zhou Jin had eaten them, and it was a waste of effort to bring them in.

The door creaks and pushes open. Jun Zilin goes in with a tray. The servant outside takes the door with him.

Put the dishes aside, Jun Zilin went to the inner room and looked inside through the eight embroidered landscape painting screens. Zhou Jin's beautiful face was sleeping peacefully, and her face was pale. In this short period of time, she became thin.

In fact, when you think about it carefully, Zhou Jin is not pretending to be poisoned. After all, those old people in Taihu hospital are all human spirits, and they are not poisoned. Once they feel their pulse, they diagnose it.

Zhou Jin was really poisoned, but in Jun Zilin's imagination, he could accumulate the poison in one place for the first time, and he didn't need to let the poison go deep into the viscera. However, the inspection of the imperial doctor shows that the poison has entered the internal organs and is not easy to treat.

Jun Zilin thinks that this is Zhou Jin's indulgence.

But why bother?

Standing in front of the couch to see him for a long time, Zhou Jin didn't wake up. Jun Zilin's eyebrows gradually tightened and went forward to poke the man on the couch.

After a while, Zhou Jin woke up, opened his eyes, Jun Zilin this is the first time to see him sick, a moment of confusion.

She quickly bent down, not knowing whether to pick him up or cover him with a quilt. His warm big palm then stretched out to come over, wrap her small hand, the voice is weak and feeble, "love imperial concubine, laborious you."

The first words he woke up were not to ask others, but to thank her for her hard work.

In a flash, Jun Zilin's heart moved. She held Zhou Jin's big palm in her backhand and gently nodded. She took out a hand and wrote on the rice paper, "I'm not hard at all. In fact, it's me who's bothering you!

Although the time to repeatedly do the psychological construction, but Jun Zilin still fell into Zhou Jin so fragile gentle eyes, said the words of the heart. She was grateful to him. But in front of the powerful king of Jin, she couldn't say it.But when Zhou Jin becomes fragile, she can say it. After Jun Zilin finished, even he felt incredible.

Then she met Zhou Jin's smiling eyes, "Aifei, that cup of mint water is poisonous. In fact, even if I knew it was poisonous in advance, I would not hesitate to drink it for you."

What are you talking about!

Jun Zi Lin see this man say so, cold face on the spot, the face shows the color of severe reprimand.

Next, Zhou Jin didn't say any more. He just wanted to sit up.

He is too big, Jun Zilin need to use all his strength to hold him, can barely let him half lie on the couch. Thinking of Xuewei, junzilin wants to go out and shout, but is dragged back by Zhou Jin. This man's face is aggrieved of color, helplessly lightly sigh a, "is this king to implicate love imperial concubine.". I'm not as good as the one with leg paralysis Well

Jun Zi Lin's face was even worse when she heard this. But Zhou Jin kept on talking. She put out her hand and blocked his mouth.

Then Zhou Jin really no longer said, but Jun Zilin felt his palm wet, soft, as if something had come over.

She was so surprised that she quickly took back her hand. She saw a wet mark on the palm of her hand, which was actually, actually, licked by Zhou Jin's tongue?!

Jun Zilin was shocked and blushed to stare at the creator, but Zhou Jin turned to look at the food on the cabinet beside him and said, "I'm hungry."

Does this guy feel anything?

Jun Zi Lin's face is more red. It's embarrassing to lick someone's hand. Does he know?

The man has thick skin.

Heart made such a decision, but Jun Zilin can't sit back and watch Zhou Jin look pitiful, looking at the pile of food.

The person who is sick is the biggest. She put down the heat of her heart and began to make rice.